held her breath, trying not to gasp so loudly that she would give away her location. Her only hope was that the intruder would believe she had left the apartment.
Even inside the cabinet with the bathroom door shut, she heard the footsteps on the hardwood floors, then muffled cursing, coming closer.
Her lungs were bursting, but she dared not take a breath or she would scream her head off. The bathroom door swung open with the loud, prolonged squeak she remembered from earlier, like a sound effect from an old horror film.
Robin froze, squeezed her eyes shut and moved only her lips in silent entreaty, “Please, please, please, please…”
Both cabinet doors flew wide, and she felt the instant rush of cool air on her face and legs.
“What the hell?” A deep voice thundered.
Hell. With two sweet syllables. Robin unclenched her eyes, sucked in a deep breath and began to laugh.
It took considerably longer to get out of her hiding place than it had to wedge herself in. By the time she managed to crawl out, her hysteria had subsided.
She sat there on the fluffy throw rug trying to catch her breath. Mitch was kneeling beside her, brushing dust bunnies off her arms and shoulders. “Was that you before?” she demanded. “Did you try the door earlier?”
His hands stilled and his intense blue gaze fastened on her at close range. Robin’s heartbeat accelerated dangerously. “No, I just got here. Tell me what happened.”
She did, including her panicked response and how foolish she felt about it now.
He simply listened but didn’t comment. When Robin had finished, he stood and offered her his hand to get up. While they were walking through the bedroom to the living room, he asked, “When you entered Andrews’s apartment last night, did you close the door behind you?”
“No.” She was certain she hadn’t. “I saw James the moment I entered. I set down my bag and computer—dropped them, I think—and ran straight to him.”
“Didn’t you worry that the one who attacked him might still have been there?” he asked.
She lowered herself to the sofa and leaned back. He sat near her, turned sideways, facing her, intent on her answer.
Robin thought back. “No, that didn’t even occur to me. At first I didn’t realize what had happened. He was lying there and I saw the blood. So much of it.” She shuddered. “I thought he had fallen and hit his head.”
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